I'm posting the first ten chapters straight off, just to see what the general reaction is. If you do want Tea Leaves to continue, I would very much appreciate you letting me know. It will have a fairly steady plot as time passes, as right now it's just Sherlock getting bitchy and catty because he's been inconvenienced (more on that in later chapters).
The New Barista
Sherlock's glasz eyes locked in on the sandy-haired, compact man now standing behind the counter where the little Asian part-timer usually was.
A feeling of irritation crept up his spine, putting him into a cross mood, which was rarely, if ever, the case after helping out Lestrade.
In an atypical move, he asked the person at a nearby table, a recognized regular of Bean There, where Kimiko was.
"The little Japanese part-timer, right?"
Nod.
"From what I hear, she took off. Got engaged not six nights ago. Moved away with her new fiancee."
This was a problem.
Prompt was #96: Writer's Choice (glasz, which is an unusual blue-grey-green mixture)